Chapter 307 A Touching and Heartwarming Story

However, there is no rush at the moment. The thousands of spiritual swords in the spiritual domain of Immortal Mansion Master Cheng Yu, including the Heavenly Material Sword, are currently within the control of Jing Ke.

Wang Ling thought about handing over the other spiritual swords to the country, leaving only the Heavenly Material Sword and giving it to Luo Pang to study carefully.

He always felt that the material of this spiritual sword was very special... maybe it was not as simple as he thought.

As everyone expected, there are many strange magic weapons in Cheng Yu's inner universe. The treasures here are no less than the equipment that exploded all over the ground when General Yi captured the old devil, both in terms of quantity and quality. In terms of quality... Moreover, there are many treasures that Lord Thunder-Throwing Master has found on the official website of the Cultural Relics Bureau, and they are all national treasure-level magic weapons that are floating around.

The reason why a national treasure level magic weapon is called a national treasure level is not simply judged based on the strength of the magic weapon. Every piece of national treasure-level magic weapon has a story that makes people sing and cry, and promotes the traditional virtues of society.

Among the many magic weapons Cheng Yu collected, the most top-notch national treasure-level magic weapon was actually a box of exquisitely packaged matchboxes.

"What is this?" This matchbox made everyone stunned.

The Dharma King took out the matchbox and took a look. He found that there were no matches inside, but the entire matchbox was very delicate. The box made of spiritual wood was inlaid with metal lace on all sides, making it look like a top-notch work of art.

Lord Throwing Thunder looked at the matchbox and suddenly said: "Have you heard of the story of "The Girl Who Sold Little Matches"?"

Everyone suddenly realized, oh...it turned out to be the story of "The Little Match Girl"...

etc!

What Lord Throwing Thunder just said seems to be about selling girls... small matches?

Damn it! What the hell is this?

"This is a true story that was circulated in the past. There was a match that became a spirit and sold little girls on the street on Thanksgiving Day. It caused public outrage at the time." Zhenjun Grenade sighed. Said with a breath.

Someone asked: "What happened next?"

Lord Throwing Thunder: "This little match who abducted girls was burned to death in the street."

Everyone: "..."

Lord Throwing Thunder held the matchbox and said, "So, this matchbox was actually specially made by the skilled craftsmen of that year. We use this incident as a warning to call on the society to care for young children and reject human trafficking! Reject child abuse and mutilation!"

Everyone: "..."

Hearing this story, Cheng Yu, the master of the Immortal Mansion, knelt on the ground and trembled, feeling terrified.

This matchbox was looted when he attacked other dark faction forces. Even he didn't know the specific origin. However, it helped him get through many difficulties. There was a time when Cheng Yu was at his most difficult time. Cheng Yu remembered that he had stayed in a matchbox for a period of time to avoid being pursued by his enemies.

"Oh, by the way!" Suddenly, Lord Throwing Thunder thought of something: "This matchbox actually has a storage effect, but when it was originally designed, the original intention was not to use the matchbox as a storage space. "

As he spoke, the Thunder-Throwing Lord injected spiritual power into the matchbox. In an instant, the small matchbox suddenly grew in size and turned into a rectangular holding space, which was enough to accommodate a person.

"So, the original intention of this matchbox design is..."

"This is the coffin board specially customized by the craftsman back then for that match spirit." Lord Throwing Thunder said while holding his chin.

Cheng Yu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

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At the same time, the time outside was fixed at ten o'clock in the evening.

Just about 2 hours ago, the Xiuzhen Police Station in the Sanyuan Road area of ​​Dongshi received a report from the public and discovered that there was a broken space here.

Sanyuan Road, which was originally deserted, was surrounded by numerous police cars. Centered on the space tunnel blasted open by Wang Ling's gathered power of the Sky Eye, the police set up a long cordon outside.

A group of police officers were standing more than ten meters away from the broken space wall. The energy fluctuations coming from the broken space wall were too strong, and no one dared to approach.

"Are the people from the anti-explosion force here?" Director Yu from the police station has already arrived to direct the task on site.

"People from the anti-explosion force are on the way." A young police officer is reporting on his work. He only has the golden elixir stage and does not dare to approach the broken space wall at all. The energy inside is too fierce. He feels that if he gets closer, , will be torn apart by the surging spiritual energy!

In the distance, a black commercial vehicle was approaching and was stopped by the police at the intersection. The policeman stopped the car. When he saw the sky-blue number plate, which was a government license plate, he quickly walked to the driver's window and saluted respectfully: "Comrade, there was an accident ahead. Please take a detour."

Zhao Kai rolled down the window and poked his head forward: "Brother, can I ask, what is going on?"

The policeman replied in a low voice: "The report received from the masses two hours ago said that there was a broken space wall in front of it. Now the spiritual energy in the space wall is surging, and no one dares to get close. The anti-explosion force will be here soon..."

"Okay, thank you brother!"

Zhao Kai nodded, then closed the car window and turned his gaze to Zhuo Yi behind him: "Master, what should we do now?"

Zhuo Oi touched his chin and looked at him: "Are you sure that this was the place where you ordered Zhenren and the others to come down?"

Zhao Kai nodded fiercely, like a chicken pecking at rice: "It must be here, it can't be wrong! Master!"

Zhuo Yi hugged his arms, his face suddenly darkened: "..." Now it's obvious that this broken space wall must have been smashed by your ancestor!

However, Zhuo Yi knew very well that whenever his master took action, it must be for a reason! Before, he seemed to have heard Master Diulei mentioned something about the immortal palace of a major dark faction, so Zhuo Yi guessed that this time Master Ling Zhenren came to Dongshi, he must have come for this matter.

So to sum up, Zhuo Yi guessed that there were probably two situations at the moment.

First, the master smashed the space wall and entered the world inside, but the matter was not done yet, so he didn't have time to come out. This is the most likely situation.

Second, the master ran into trouble and couldn't come out. Of course, Zhuo Yi thought that the probability of this happening was one in ten thousand... It was almost impossible to happen.

Therefore, the current situation is already very clear. He has to find a way to delay the police and block the news before it is announced to the media until the master and others completely withdraw from Dongshi.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yi waved his hand and asked Zhao Kai to roll down the window.

The policeman was still standing by the car: "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Zhao Kai grinned and looked at the policeman: "Our leader is very interested in this matter and may be able to help. Please inform your chief."

"Leader? Which leader..." The policeman's expression suddenly became nervous. He crouched down carefully and glanced at the back of the car. After seeing Zhuo Yi's face, cold sweat instantly fell.

It is impossible for him not to know this big red man under Secretary Dakang...